Abyss Solo-Chapter 492 - 221 Terrorist Attack [Third Watch! Make-Up Post]

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Chapter 492: 221 Terrorist Attack [Third Watch! Make-Up Post]

During a tranquil afternoon, the deputy captain, Bryant, overheard the team members’ whispers.

"Our captain is in an online romance?"

"Impossible, the captain usually doesn’t even take off the mask. How could there possibly be a romance."

"It’s obvious you lack experience in romance. There are three major traits of someone in an online romance: laughing foolishly at the communicator for no reason, occasionally losing focus while working, and the eyes lighting up when seeing certain photos... I’ve observed, and our captain ticks all the boxes."

"Jesus, I haven’t even seen what our captain looks like, and the captain is already in an online romance with some other guy? I can’t accept this."

"Relax, our captain is so strong, who would be worthy of her?"

"I think the White Ghost and our captain make a great match; maybe they could spawn a super White Ghost."

Bryant’s elegant voice quietly arose: "You lot are getting a bit carried away."

A few team members felt chills down their spines and quickly bowed their heads to make a rapid exit.

Seeing this, Bryant simply shook his head.

The team members were mainly divided into two parts: one that he directly led, whose minds were already controlled by him, making them exceptionally obedient and useful.

The other part was somewhat rebellious, and they required more of his attention for teaching opportunities.

Dressed in a brown trench coat, and wearing a half-face golden armor, Catherine passed by and turned her head to call out, "Bryant, over here."

"Yes, Captain," Bryant said with a beaming smile as he approached.

Catherine instructed him, "The reinforcements are about to arrive soon. You’d better restrain yourself a bit."

"Understood, Captain," Bryant replied gently, "Now my soul is completely different from before. The world is now full of warmth and love in my eyes."

Catherine snorted dismissively.

"Moreover, Captain, this lipstick shade really isn’t suitable for you," Bryant clicked his tongue, "If the Captain likes the brilliance, I can certainly give it up for the Captain."

Catherine’s trench coat fluttered as she pressed a blade against Bryant’s throat.

Bryant raised his hands as a matter of habit.

Catherine cursed, "Talk nonsense again, and I’ll cut your tongue off."

Bryant smiled gracefully.

Tsk, was she just being shy? From the analysis of the psychic waves, there should be a feeling of shyness.

The charm of the master is indeed extraordinary.

The two lead deputy captains, along with several main force supermodified people, arrived in front of the main elevator of the ship, silently waiting for the elevator to rise.

Catherine had her hands tucked in her coat pockets, the golden half armor covering her upper face, revealing a soft jawline and a chin that showed no color difference with her snow-white neck.

Dressed in a robe, Bryant stood quietly, lost in thought as he looked out a small porthole in the corner, with visions of himself being stepped on by the master flashing in his mind.

The powerful master, even an imperfect life form, was so charming.

He would help the master eliminate all threats, allowing the master to achieve his grand goals.—Although Bryant did not know what the master’s goals were.

Ding.

The elevator slowly opened, revealing the faces of a dozen men and women.

Bryant’s eyes brightened as he smiled, "Captain Griss, we meet again."

Griss was inwardly cursing, but his expression was one of utter delight as he exclaimed, "Deputy Captain Bryant! Indeed, this is a rare fate to meet again so soon."

"This is my immediate superior, the powerful Captain Catherine."

Bryant made the introductions:

"Captain, this is Griss. Although he’s just an ordinary enhanced individual, he’s a core member of the special forces of Heavenly Fury Fortress and the top expert on the White Ghost within the Empire."

An expert on the White Ghost?

Catherine extended her right hand, and Griss shook it lightly as he began introducing his team members.

Up and down went the elevator, delivering more than forty Transformed. The interior of the Poisoned Stinger Ship had grown considerably livelier.

Of course, they would not be directly stationed on the Poisoned Stinger Ship.

Once the command system was established and communication mechanisms were refined here, these special force members would head to the surface of Yaha Star to blend into various major cities in undercover roles, investigating terrorists and Central Intelligence Agency agents, striving to thwart the New Federation’s evil schemes.

Griss was no stranger to this kind of task, but most of the team members he brought were young people, their experience somewhat lacking and requiring several detailed reminders of precautions.

Catherine quickly noted Griss’s excellent leadership abilities and simply let him take charge of the coordination.

Knowing how to make use of people’s skills was the path to fishing for leisure.

As Catherine found some free time, she sat in a corner with a revitalizing drink, continuously tapping on a golden shell beside her, with a monitor within reach, constantly switching through the main cityscapes on the surface.

"Your captain is quite busy, huh."

Griss had quickly got into the groove, sitting in front of the large screen muttering softly.

Bryant nodded with a smile, speaking softly, "She seems to be in love recently."

"What the hell?" Griss glanced at Catherine, "Supermodified people still have such vulgar material desires?"

"Some supermodified people are like normal humans," explained Bryant in a warm voice, "The Captain is a formidable being that can rank in the top twenty among the supermodified people and is also a rare normal human template. She would be attracted to excellent males; it’s quite natural, actually."

Griss was about to tease her further when he suddenly remembered the rumors surrounding this fellow beside him.

Asexual Divine Envoy, collector’s item, the most cruel of the supermodified, but also one of the most valuable.

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Griss cautiously adjusted his tone, "How come, my Lord, you seem different from when I last saw you."

"Someone has changed me."

Bryant smiled with his eyes narrowed, speaking softly:

"Rest assured, I won’t hurt you, nor will I hurt any non-enemy units."

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